Author's words: I found that I always have a strong interest in some irrelevant things - but obviously not everyone is like this, shrugging...

“What is Alex doing lately?”

"He seems to be obsessed with the Internet," Xude said, stuffing the peeled apple into Wilderger's mouth: "When you're done, you'll take him wherever you want to, but now - you can rest for me." He glanced at his younger brother: "When did you start to care about Alex? Don't tease him, your father will be angry."

Wildek bit the apple, no, of course he didn't want to tease Alex. He was just a little strange. A brother who never wanted to play mud with him, grab dogs' neck, pry windows and climb walls, and never fights with him suddenly became a very qualified companion. When he was with him, he didn't have to worry about his bullets calling on his butt, nor did he have to worry about other people's bullets calling on his butt.

Of course, if he had the chance, he would also be willing to take Alex to a nightclub. The girls inside were much more enthusiastic than the cold beauties in his salons.

***

It is now at 3 a.m. on September 1, 2056.

Alix's bedroom was pulled with thick curtains, but the lich keenly felt that the tranquility and heaviness of darkness could be felt without his eyes. The third son of the Salieri family sat on the ground against the edge of the bed, and the huge and delicate round wool carpet in front of him was burnt black. Perhaps no one except himself could see the wonderful patterns on the destroyed carpet and the strange letters interspersed there. On the ashes, there were a few gems of very good textures, diamonds, rubies, sapphires, emeralds, and inlaid on gold rings or cufflinks, and about one meter away were placed.

"Burning Hand." He whispered.

The abstract sculpture of one of the ornaments burns quickly. If there are high-speed cameras used to capture lightning trajectories or water ball ruptures, it can probably allow humans to see how the small conical flames were generated out of thin air, quickly and accurately capture their own goals according to the creator's wishes, and burn them to pieces.

Alex retracted the casting right hand, and carried a ruby ​​ring on the middle finger of his right hand. A second ago it was still bright red and crystal-clear as pigeon blood condensed into solid at low temperatures. A second later it was dim like a fake plastic imitation, and the reward was just a simple burning hand. In this low magic plane, it could not even compare to a grenade.

The lich in the human body gently pressed the chest of the soul, as if there was a heart beating violently... Whether on Feren or on Earth, whether alive or dead, whether evil or good... The only reason for his existence is always only possible, and only this-

magic.

——But it is also undeniable that although it has nothing to do with planes, life and death, or good and evil, it has absolutely nothing to do with wealth and poverty. There is no need to say when Faren was a time. Even when dealing with living people, Lich who usually uses spell noun language such as "death finger", "dissociation technique", and "acoust the dead", also knows that his semi-lich mentor is very, very... rich, so rich that the dragon or half-country army comes to join forces to rob. Here, Alex fiddles with the gems in front of him with sadness. Even if the men in this plane like gems, they cannot collect like women. There are very few gems that he has now that he can barely draw magic and cast spells. Fortunately, even if Alexander Salierry doesn't use his share of Nesalier

The funds of the Li family and the legacy left by their parents can also make him a beating gemstone - a strange gem collector, which is also one of the reasons why the introverted lich is willing to accept this troublesome identity - he imagined that his poor self might have to use oil or hypnosis every one or two years for fun for decades - even with the influence of the Lich soul, his increasingly tough body and keen perception, and there are still one or two times that seem to be difficult to encounter small spells of confrontational power in this plane. Any human can live quite nourishing, but as a lich, he would rather the semi-lich tutor of the Feren plane be confused for a moment and throw the entire undead tower into the sea of ​​chaos or dissociate it, so that the life box he hidden in the tower can be played together, so that the poor soul can survive here.

Moreover, on the Internet, this is really one of the highest, greatest, and most indescribable achievements that humans on this plane can achieve. Lich often uses his terrible will to pass the death check to drag himself out of the vast sea of ​​knowledge. He found that perhaps it is more rare to have larger, stronger, and richer magic powers with expensive gems. For example, the world-famous "Hope" blue diamond, which was only suspicious when he saw a brief introduction about it in Alex's memory, and the detailed content searched on the Internet made even Paradise fall in front of him.

The Lich who would be moved could not help but trembled for it - no one noticed it? In three hundred years, more than one dozen human lives may not be anything, but those humans did not die because of their toxins or corrosiveness. They were all tampered with because of "doom"! This is the power that only half-lich who belong to gods or near gods can possess... If it weren't for the two hundred years of life that had accumulated enough reason, the Lich would probably run towards the perfect negative energy crystal at all costs - if there were no memories of the Old Testament, he might have done so.

A very rigorous, mysterious, normative, and powerless religious organization that can shame all the Faren gods, Lich believes that although this is a low-demon plane, unless his semi-lich tutor succeeds in becoming the main god here, or killing two-thirds of the human beings, he will be annoyed by the Old Testament ciscans to self-destruction. He does not want to arouse the idea of ​​those black robes, although their outfits make the Lich very fond of - so it is fine if Alex, who has always been weird, suddenly becomes a gem collector, but at this dangerous moment, he must

Running all the way to the distant Western Continental Museum to grab a famous gem known to children about six years old. It is difficult to explain acute mental disorder. Moreover, you have to be careful not to be swept into a hornet's nest by a machine gun or hit by a helicopter missile along the way. Otherwise, the ubiquitous "eyes" of the Old Testament Catholic Church will be full of interest in a "human" who has half the body and can act as usual. Even if it is injured, it is easy to expose his abnormality. Last time, the blood tube of Yarix was stolen from the hospital, but it was the private hospital of the Salieri family, and other hospitals would not allow him to enter and exit the state of no one.

Moreover, the national power here should not be underestimated. Their system is complete, detailed and precise. The so-called extradition regulations make it difficult for a wanted sparrow to find a branch to settle down. It is certain that once the identity of the lich is exposed, it will face endless pursuit and killing. Almost all humans on this plane are his enemies, while his spells are limited to the number of gems.

Unless that gem can make him a semi-lich all at once, a semi-lich near god, enough to get rid of the semi-lich bound by the rules of this plane... he wants to return to Faren.

Alix - the lost poor lich fiddled with his only gems, patiently, and took out your patience, he warned himself that you have time and opportunity, and you can collect everything you need without doubt - a blue diamond of hope is certainly not enough, but with those few gems inlaid on the king's scepter, the pope's crown, or the famous gems belonging to a celebrity's collection...

The phone rang.

"Mr. Alexander," the other party's magnetic voice immediately made Alex raise the blonde blue-eyed undead creature in his memory column who seemed polite and had the smallest molecular vital anatomy study: "I am Yere Lumelicavas..."

Yell's call was for an investment, Don Jose believes that Alex does not have to touch the real dark side for the time being, so the legitimate business that the Salieri family is expanding becomes the best choice.

Xude made a bet on the director who was once the most famous in the Western Mainland but is now a bit lucky. All Alix had to do was to bring the bet as an investment to the poor man, accompanied by some personnel in the operation department, and then use it as a supervisor to review all plans, scenes, capital flows and equipment, and select a few real good actors to make them a little responsible so that the director can complete all the shots smoothly, then flush the negatives, print samples, edit samples, picture bases, print correction copies, print standard copies, kill all the guys who have attempted to pirate, sell the copy to several of the most influential theaters in the Western Mainland, wait for the attendance rate and the saliva of the film critics to settle at least half of the judges so that the director can come back with a little golden man.

This is the new business of the Salieri family. As an investment and supervisor, Alex can spend a lot of time every day throwing it into elegant or vulgar banquets, with almost no danger, unless he is confused by those too sweet flattery or all kinds of beauties. He doesn't need to know any professional knowledge. Xude thinks that his younger brother's aesthetic view is normal, and he can see that things are OK; as for whether the purpose of the funds is correct, the two accompanying accountants will be responsible for the review - they are the confidants of the financial supervisor and will not do any shameful and stupid things.

It's a good job, Yell said.

Perhaps... Alex slowly flipped through the web page, "The Heart of the Goddess", a top-notch ruby ​​that is said to allow the wearer to last forever, weighs 110.51 carats, and is now owned by actress Barbara Ward, a sexy goddess recognized by the world thirteen years ago.

Barbara Ward currently lives on Holland Avenue, Beverly Hills, a place where celebrities live and is also the latest place for Alex to work.
Chapter completed!